"I want you to touch me there," she said with excitement and desire in her voice. He noticed how much she wanted him, but he got up and pushed her hand away. "You know I never have sex with the same woman more than once," he said firmly. She pleaded with him, desperately longing for him to be intimate with her. "Please, just one last time," she begged. He smirked and set his own rules. "Okay, but this time it will be from a different position," he said. He was a heartless man who used women for his own pleasure. He was famous, wealthy, and had a lot of experience with sex. Many women desired him, but he only used them for his own satisfaction. However, everything changed when he unexpectedly fell deeply in love with a virgin who wanted nothing but revenge against him. It doesn't matter how much she hates him;he wants her so he gets her!
*Dr. Ace Dawson Pov*
It was a regular day in my life, working with typical patients. Nothing interesting was happening. When I was ready to leave, I called my assistant nurse over. "Come here for a moment," I said.
She knocked politely and entered. "Yes, Dr. ."
Without looking at her, I started packing my papers. "Is there anyone else here?" I asked.
She nodded. "Yes, sir. Two people: Mrs. Selena and a new patient."
Feeling annoyed and exhausted, as it was late and I hadn't taken a break since early morning, I sighed and said, "Okay, let her in."
Selena, a patient of mine with strong sexual desires, entered the room without permission, as she often did. I sat in my chair and motioned for her to sit down. But it was clear she didn't come for a regular checkup. Her flushed cheeks gave away her intentions. She looked incredibly horny.
I raised my head, watching her closely. "Not here," I said firmly. "Not now. I've told you before that I don't sleep with the same woman more than once."
She pouted and moved provocatively on my lap. "But I want you so much," she huskily replied. "Please, just one more time. I'm not feeling well." She pleaded, hoping to turn me on, but she was mistaken. No woman could arouse me. I was in control of my own desires.
I gently pushed her away and said, "Go to the bed. I hope you're genuinely unwell and not just here for sex, because I won't engage in that with you. Understood?" I raised an eyebrow, warning her.
With a wide smile, she nodded and hurriedly went to the examination bed, removing all her clothes. She behaved like a sexually eager person craving intense penetration, seeking rough sex to calm her desires. I smirked arrogantly at her actions towards my body.
I approached and sat between her legs on the chair. She was naked, except for her G-string. I moved aside the string with my finger and lightly touched her private area.
Stepping back, I chuckled teasingly. "Alright, there's nothing wrong. You just need a real man to fulfill your needs."
She cleared her throat, raising her eyebrows. "What?" she gasped. "You're not going to continue?"
I shook my head. "No. There's no need. I'll write you a prescription..." I was about to continue, but she grabbed my arm to stop me and grabbed hold of my penis.
"I need you, please," she whispered, licking my earlobe.
I pushed her down, making her kneel. I unzipped my pants and motioned for her to proceed. She pulled out my penis from my underwear and began to give me oral pleasure with her tongue. I took control of her head by gripping her hair and started thrusting.
"Touch yourself for me," I commanded her in a husky voice. Many people enjoy being commanded and dominated by a strong man. Every woman has her own submissive side.
I pulled her up and flipped her onto the bed, positioning her with her buttocks raised. I touched her anus. "I'm going to have anal sex with you because I don't repeat penetration in the same way. Are you ready for that?" I whispered in her ear, warming her neck with my breath while pinching her nipples.
She nodded and moaned, "Yes, please, fuck me."
I moved my fingers to her wet vagina, thrusting a few times. Then I grabbed some lubricant and applied it to her anus. Fortunately, I didn't need to stretch it much. It was evident she had experienced this before and desired the sensation of my large penis inside her backside.
Yes, she couldn't get enough of me, just like any of my other patients. It wasn't because of my 10-inch or wide size; it was the way I pleased them that made them return. To truly satisfy a woman and be in control, a man must understand her weaknesses and desires, both physically and emotionally. And I was that kind of man.
I didn't spend much time preparing her. She was already wet and eager, and her loud moans could have scared away other patients. Thankfully, I was tired and wanted to finish quickly. I still had another patient waiting, a new one. I always treated my new patients with respect. I wasn't going to risk my reputation as the best gynecologist for a quick sexual encounter. No way.
I inserted the tip of my penis into her, causing her to cry out in pain. After waiting a few seconds, I pushed it in further. She was already filled with me, but... this wasn't how I played the game. If she decided to seduce me and initiate this, I would end it the way I wanted: rough and intense until the end.
She made sounds as I put my whole penis inside. I started to thrust in deep, but slowly. "Oh, please, give me more," she begged while licking her lips. I gently bit her ear, which was a sensitive spot for her, and thrust deeper while squeezing her butt.
"Do you like it?" I asked, moving my tongue down her back, making her arch it.
She panted. "Yes, I do. Please..."
I thrust harder and rougher. I tapped her butt once. "Do you like this?" I asked.
She nodded. I tapped her butt again. "Say, 'Yes, daddy.'" I squeezed her nipples roughly.
She screamed. "Daddy, please give me more."
I grabbed a toy penis from the desk and put it in her vagina, making her jump. "Oh my God...please..." She begged, but I didn't listen. I never force any of them. I knew she wanted more and was ready to give it to her.
"Come for me. Come for daddy. Now!" I thrust my penis in her anus while pushing the toy in her vagina at the same time.
"I'm coming," she screamed, but before she could, I pulled out and had her drink all of my semen. I couldn't have any stains on my clothes yet. I still had one more patient waiting.
She swallowed all of my semen and licked her lips seductively. She came closer to kiss me, but I turned my head away. "No kisses, no love. Get dressed and leave. I'm still working." I spoke sternly, and she left quickly, feeling upset. But I didn't care. I have never cared for her or any other patient.
I fixed my clothes and called my assistant nurse to let the last patient come in.
When the infamous mafia boss Vincenzo Moretti is assassinated on his wedding day, chaos descends upon the world he built. His young widow, Elena, and her daughter, Alessia, are left vulnerable and alone, thrust into the dangerous shadows of the criminal underworld. But protection comes from an unlikely source-**Luca Moretti**, the new mafia king and Vincenzo's cold, calculating son. Luca is a man hardened by loss, power, and the weight of his father's legacy. When he takes Elena and Alessia into his estate, it's not out of kindness-it's out of duty. Alessia, however, is no stranger to judgment. Luca sees her as nothing but a gold-digger, a parasite feeding off his late father's wealth. But Alessia refuses to cower under his sharp gaze, and their fiery clashes ignite a tension neither of them can ignore. As Luca hunts the enemies who killed his father, he finds himself distracted by the one woman he shouldn't want. Alessia is everything forbidden-his step-sister by marriage and a symbol of a past he resents. But the more he tries to push her away, the deeper he falls into her orbit. Alessia, meanwhile, is drawn into a world of betrayal, danger, and impossible choices. When a wealthy and charming suitor offers her a way out of the mafia's deadly grasp, she is torn between the promise of safety and the magnetic pull of Luca's dark, dangerous love. In a world where loyalty is everything and love is a liability, Luca and Alessia must face their deepest fears and darkest desires. But as enemies close in and secrets unravel, will their forbidden bond survive the firestorm-or destroy them both? Love. Power. Betrayal. In the end, nothing is off-limits when the heart is on the line.
Amelia Hart's wedding day is supposed to be the happiest day of her life. Dressed in a gown fit for a fairy tale and poised to marry Ethan Cole, the billionaire tech mogul every woman dreams of, she has everything she's ever been told she should want. But as she stares at her reflection-a stranger in a dazzling white cage-she can't ignore the truth clawing at her chest: she doesn't love him. With the weight of expectations, family pressure, and a room full of glittering guests waiting for her grand entrance, Amelia makes the decision to do the unthinkable-run.
Trigger Warning: This novel contains themes of sexual violence, abuse, and manipulation that may be distressing to some readers. Carla never dreamed of becoming the Luna, but when the ruthless Alpha King claimed her as his mate, she was thrust into a life of power, pain, and impossible expectations. To secure her place as Queen, she must accomplish one task: conceive an heir within the next twelve months. Failure means a fate worse than death-being discarded as a slave, handed over to the warriors for their pleasure. But there's one devastating problem: the Alpha King is infertile. Desperate to survive, Carla turns to the Beta-the only man who shows her kindness-and seduces him into her bed. As their forbidden affair ignites, Carla concocts a bold and dangerous plan: if the Beta kills the Alpha, they can be together, and she can finally claim the freedom she craves. Yet in the tangled web of lies, lust, and betrayal, Carla begins to question her own heart. Does she truly love the Beta, or is he just a pawn in her carefully crafted scheme? And as the walls close in, will she sacrifice him, herself, or the kingdom for the chance to be with her true mate?
Aria never wanted to marry Kael, the arrogant playboy her father forced her to accept as her fiancé. But Kael had his own twisted motives-he only wanted her because she was the one girl who refused him. When Aria rejected his demand to sleep with him a week before their wedding, Kael tried to take what he wanted by force. His drunken pursuit ended in tragedy when he was struck by a car, leaving Aria caught in the crossfire of blame. Zander, Kael's elder brother and the soon-to-be Alpha King, believed Aria was responsible for his brother's death-and promiscuous to boot. To prevent war between their packs, Zander agreed to marry her, but only for revenge. His plan? Ruin Aria's life for a year, then cast her aside and divorce her. But Zander's scheme begins to unravel when his ex-best friend Asher returns, determined to take Aria for himself. As secrets from the past resurface, Zander discovers betrayal, lies, and truths he never wanted to face. Was Aria truly guilty, or was she just another pawn in a deadly game of power and revenge? Asher laugh and say, "You're a fool; she never wanted to come. I told her you were with Lyra, so she came. And now I've achieved my goal: I ruined your marriage." Zander feel foolish, asking, "But why? I never did anything to you! You were my best friend. I should have killed you when you slept with my ex fiancée, Lyra!" Asher respond, "You knew I loved her, but you stole Lyra from me. She was my true mate, but she refused to marry me because you were soon to be the Alpha King! She never loved you. She loved me but wanted to be the queen of werewolves; that's all." Zander would realize how foolish he was. Yet, he still believed Aria wasn't innocent because she slept with his deceased brother before the wedding.
She spent eighteen years in an orphanage, but it was time to get out. According to the orphanage rules, once a child reaches legal age, they must depend on themselves. Celine didn't know what to do; luckily, she met her savior that day. If only she had known what she was getting herself into, she would never have gone with him. Celine found herself caught in a life of addiction, living in his house, where he was ready to sell her organs to get his fix. To save her life, she had to help him sell drugs. Her innocence became a liability. Soon, she found herself targeted by the king's men-kidnapped, bound, and tortured for selling drugs without their permission. But sometimes, what we fear the most might turn out to be the best for us. Celine found herself trapped in the king's palace, drowning in his love and married to him by force.
"Please, let me go," she begged, her eyes brimming with tears and her voice shaking with fear. Struggling to breathe, she felt trapped in his overwhelming embrace. He ignored her pleas, seemingly unaware of the pain he was causing, driven by jealousy that clouded his judgment. With all her strength, she pushed against him, desperate for even a moment of freedom. But he held her down, his voice low and threatening as he said, "No, I want you now." In that moment, everything changed for her. She was his younger brother's fiancée, and this encounter marked the beginning of a dark path. In an instant, her innocence was shattered, but she would eventually seek justice.
Madisyn was stunned to discover that she was not her parents' biological child. Due to the real daughter's scheming, she was kicked out and became a laughingstock. Thought to be born to peasants, Madisyn was shocked to find that her real father was the richest man in the city, and her brothers were renowned figures in their respective fields. They showered her with love, only to learn that Madisyn had a thriving business of her own. "Stop pestering me!" said her ex-boyfriend. "My heart only belongs to Jenna." "How dare you think that my woman has feelings for you?" claimed a mysterious bigwig.
Rumors claimed that Fernanda, newly back with her family, was nothing more than a violent country bumpkin. Fernanda just flashed a casual, dismissive grin in response. Another rumor suggested that the usually rational Cristian had lost all sense, madly in love with Fernanda. This frustrated her. She could tolerate gossip about herself, but slander against her beloved crossed the line! Gradually, as Fernanda's multiple identities as a celebrated designer, a savvy gamer, an acclaimed painter, and a successful business magnate came to light, everyone realized they were the ones who had been fooled.
The whispers said that out of bitter jealousy, Hadley shoved Eric's beloved down the stairs, robbing the unborn child of life. To avenge, Eric forced Hadley abroad and completely cut her off. Years later, she reemerged, and they felt like strangers. When they met again, she was the nightclub's star, with men ready to pay fortunes just to glimpse her elusive performance. Unable to contain himself, Eric blocked her path, asking, "Is this truly how you earn a living now? Why not come back to me?" Hadley's lips curved faintly. "If you’re eager to see me, you’d better join the queue, darling."
Marriage was a bed of thorns for Stella. She lived like an overworked and unhappy slave for six years in her matrimonial home. One day, her uncaring husband, Waylon said to her, "Ayla will be back soon. You have to move out tomorrow." "I want a divorce," responded Stella. She left without shedding a tear or trying to change Waylon's stone-cold heart. Days after their divorce, they met again. Stella was in the arms of another man. Waylon's blood boiled at the sight of her looking so happy. "So, you couldn't even wait a while before jumping into another man's arms?" he queried distastefully. "And who are you to question my decision? It's my life, so I call the shots. Stay out of my business!" Stella fired at him before turning to look at her new man with shiny eyes. Waylon immediately lost it.
Kallie, a mute who had been ignored by her husband for five years since their wedding, also suffered the loss of her pregnancy due to her cruel mother-in-law. After the divorce, she learned that her ex-husband had quickly gotten engaged to the woman he truly loved. Holding her slightly rounded belly, she realized that he had never really cared for her. Determined, she left him behind, treating him as a stranger. Yet, after she left, he scoured the globe in search of her. When their paths crossed once more, Kallie had already found new happiness. For the first time, he pleaded humbly, "Please don't leave me..." But Kallie's response was firm and dismissive, cutting through any lingering ties. "Get lost!"
Eliana was framed by her best friend and her fiance into sleeping with a boy toy in the club and getting impregnated by him. Five years after she had given birth to twins, she returned home and worked under the Moran Group, where she met the CEO-- Maurice. Maurice was a brilliant businessman who did his job well. But in order to stay under the radar, he lived a double life. One as Maurice, and one as Preston. Fate brought the two together again, roping them in on an exciting love story. It all became more complicated when Eliana faced Preston, the man she had slept with before, once again. Now that she was being pursued by two men, how could she ever choose? When would Eliana uncover the secret of Maurice's identity? When was Maurice going to know that he already had two children of his own? How would Eliana face this man when the truth came to light one day? Come and find out.